Chapter 243 The Critical Attack of the Masters of the Southern Department
Chapter 243 The critical attack of the southern masters
As soon as the golden dragon appeared, the entire venue suddenly fell into extreme silence. A moment later, enthusiastic applause broke out again.
Fang Zilu was so excited that his whole body was trembling, and his eyes were full of worship to the great god: "This is simply a miracle!"
Affected by the lively atmosphere of the audience, the masters from the northern department suspended their work. Although they did not do so blatantly, they also secretly explored the actions of the masters from the southern department opposite.
Master Wang from the Jin faction quietly approached Zhang Hua and said in an uncomfortable tone: "I don't know what the other party did, we don't even pay attention anymore..."
Zhang Hua glanced at him, "It must be some fancy stuff, they are used to doing this. It doesn't matter, let's follow our own ideas, we may not be worse than them."
That's what I said, but there is always a feeling of unsteadiness in my heart, and I always feel that... it will be disadvantageous to start the training...
Time passed minute by minute.
The last animal of the Chinese zodiac has finally taken on a perfect form under Baiyu's careful production - the Jade Rabbit Pounding Medicine.
On the basis of the traditional shape, mythological elements are incorporated, including the rabbit's bright white fur, anthropomorphic shape and eyes, a huge carrot on its back, and a medicine hammer in its hand.
Bai Yu looked at his work with satisfaction and took a deep breath.
Zhang Guohua had already prepared the steamer, and the water underneath was gradually steaming. He waved his hand and shouted: "Brothers and sisters, get on the steamer~" He used the Wu dialect of Sioux City, which is the tradition of making steamed buns -
-The master chef must shout before loading the basket. In the past, it was to let the guests hear, but now... it is to encourage people.
Bai Yu couldn't hide his laughter. It's false to inspire people, but it's true to upset them!
Look at the masters from the Northern School opposite. After hearing this, the movements of their hands sped up by more than a minute or two, and they worked hard to knead the noodles. There was also the master from the Jin School who beat the dough with their hands.
It's like turning on the fast forward button...
But the expression on his face was still calm, as if he didn't care at all.
Bai Yu took his pastry and put it into the steamer that had been waiting for a long time. He closed the lid and let the green smoke rise. He hoped that the jade rabbit inside could also fission into the immortal body and ascend to immortality.
The masters of the Northern School were really anxious.
Zhang Hua put the green plum cake into the oven and hurriedly helped Master Wang wrap the Buddha's Hand cake. As the name suggests, the shape of this Buddha's Hand cake is like a Buddha's hand that saves all living beings. It is paired with handmade red bean paste, which symbolizes good luck and good luck.
"Your skills are old!" Seeing that everyone was almost ready, Master Wang had just let the red bean paste cool down, Zhang Hua couldn't help but muttered.
Master Wang shook his head: "The pot of bean paste I started with tasted a little bitter for some reason. Anyway, it took me enough time, so I boiled it again. You know my temper."
Zhang Hua murmured in his heart that you had obsessive-compulsive disorder. But he also became more serious, thought of something and shook off the dry noodles in his hand, and worriedly went to take care of each of them.
Several masters showed contempt and asked in unison: "Who do you think we are?!"
The cooks are all patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder, and some of them have the highest level of obsessive-compulsive disorder. If the taste is even the slightest bit discordant, they will not serve it to diners.
"Old Zhang, are you frightened by the other party? Why are you talking nonsense?" the master of the Jin School said with a smile.
Zhang Hua's eyes widened, he quickly closed and pressed his fingers, and then used a plastic whiteboard to press out several finger shapes of different lengths, and then said: "Can I be scared? Just wait for them to come over!"
The northern chefs make Beijing eight pieces, chrysanthemum jujube cake, peach blossom and lotus paste cake, bergamot bean paste cake, rose flower cake, hawthorn fortune cake, fish cake every year, and the salty salt and pepper beef tongue cake.
, after the discussion of several people, it was changed to palace walnut cake.
These shortbreads of different shapes and colors are all from the imperial dining room of the Qing Palace, and they are the most famous among the northern sect. Among the several masters, neither Zhang Hua of the Beijing sect nor Master Wang of the Jin sect make more of the same, and they have just made an eight-piece set.
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With the help of Zhang Hua, Master Wang finally completed the making of the bergamot pastry and waited for the baking pan to be put into the box. Under the high temperature baking, the bergamot pastry expanded and shrank...
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On the Internet, there has long been a heated debate over Supai’s ship location.
The fan groups refused to give in to each other, and used extremely high self-cultivation to maintain the face of the masters of their respective factions. In the stalemate, they were waiting for the two teams to show their trump cards.
finally--
The ship point of the southern masters is out of the cage——
Twelve animals of different shapes appeared in six small cages.
The small and cute jade rabbit has crystal dew on the carrots on its back; the majestic tiger has half-opened eyes full of unrequited light; the naive black pig has its thin tail cutely rolled up and its mouth is half open and half closed.
It seems that they are still savoring the deliciousness of the feed; the lively and agile golden monkey raises its head as if observing the crumbling peaches on the peach tree, and even the anxiety and impatience in its eyes are vividly interpreted...
There are also the colorful snakes spitting out red cores, the light gray mice stealing cheese, and...
A winding, five-clawed golden dragon with an angry look and raised head.
After being soaked with water, the scales of the golden dragon are more dazzling than before, the slender beard at the corner of the lips is swaying, and the golden beads are looming in the mouth. This is the overlord of the world, an ancient totem belonging to China!
"So...so realistic..."
I don't know who said something weakly, breaking the silence of the whole place.
The big screen magnifies all the details of the Golden Dragon frame by frame, and there is not even a single flaw to be found.
The shock in Yu Jian's heart cannot be described in words. She originally thought that the embryo was already at its peak, but she didn't expect that after being tempered by the fire, the posture and image of the golden dragon could be improved to a higher level.
Compared with the slightly old-fashioned Jingba pieces of the northern style masters, the southern style masters accidentally hit 100086+ critical damage!
"Don't worry, I haven't tasted it yet!" Zhang Hua grabbed the figure of Master Wang who was about to move next to him and said in a calm voice. Anything separated from the taste itself, no matter how beautiful it looks, is just an illusion.
Before he could finish speaking, a fierce quarrel broke out at the judges' table...
Shi Jiazhuan stamped his feet and yelled at Guan Shanyue reluctantly: "We agreed to leave half of the rabbit for me to taste, but why did you eat all of it yourself? You pay me!"
Guan Shanyue glanced at him with concentration, and immediately moved the plate to the side: "But I let you choose first, right? You didn't choose it yourself, why do you blame me?"
No matter what, he refused to share the contents of the bowl.
Shi Jiachuan was so angry that he gasped, "You Guan Shanyue, you are so protective of food! Apart from pineapple cakes, I have never eaten cakes with pineapple fillings. Why are you so stingy? Give it to me."
I can’t even taste it..." He outputted continuously.
Have a taste?
Not even a single tit!
From the outside, it looks like just a delicate and small rabbit, but after it is broken open, there is something hidden inside. The stuffing filled with fruit aroma slowly flows out as the skin is bitten, and the sweet taste of pineapple erupts in the mouth, with a soft and glutinous heart.
It is soft and long, with a gentle and delicate taste, as if a pair of slender hands are gently brushing over the heart. It is nowhere to be found, but there is a sweetness everywhere in the heart.